Entertainment: I treat you as my sister, but you want to pick on me?

Chapter 800 Spring Festival Gala (7)

At 45:15, there are still [-] minutes to strike, and the new year is coming!
At this time, there are still two songs before the end of the Spring Festival Gala. The stage is over, which is the last song. The audience knows it well. It is "Unforgettable Tonight" sung by Jiang Yan three years ago.

And the finale song audience will have to put a big question mark.

Jiang Yan stood on the lifting platform, holding the microphone tightly in his hand, waiting for the host to warm up.

"It seems that the audience has already guessed it. That's right, let us invite Jiang Yan to come on stage and bring the song "Snail" written and composed by him!"

The hostess smiled.

"Snail" is the song carefully selected by Jiang Yan for the finale of the Spring Festival Gala.

This year's Spring Festival Gala, apart from "Favorite" and "Love From Life to Life", are songs that are more or less inspirational, such as "Life in Bloom" and "A Man Should Be Self-Reliant" and so on.

The same is true for "Snail". As for the two songs "Preference" and "Love From Life to Life" participating in the Spring Festival Gala, not only the quality of the song itself, but also the MV cannot be ignored.

Under the watchful eyes of more than one billion viewers across the country, Jiang Yan appeared in the center of the stage, with a white light on the big screen behind him.

The accompaniment sounded, the melody was melodious, and the spotlight focused on Jiang Yan.

【Should I put down the thick shell
Find out where is the blue sky

Floating gently with the gentle wind
I don’t feel any pain from the injuries I’ve experienced]

Jiang Yan's voice is lazy and magnetic, like the warm sunshine in the afternoon, which is also a place that is still fresh in the public's memory.

What are the characteristics of Jiang Yan's voice? You need to think about it carefully, but I just like his voice, just like the sound of nature.

On the big screen, a snail is crawling hard. The spring sun is shining brightly. This cute cartoon snail is walking through a street full of garbage and smelly.

With a humanized expression of disgust, the snail stood on the street hesitating for a long time, and finally had a flash of inspiration, stuffed toilet paper in his nostrils, and walked slowly through the street.

"Hahaha, this snail is so cute. I guess the MV of Jiang Yan's song was produced by Beifeng Animation."

"Please write a [-]-word essay on the topic of why snails travel through the streets. I will check it tomorrow. I'm sorry that I've been stunned by repeating it recently."

"This song sounds very comfortable. There is no climax and no show off. Jiang Yan seems to be telling a story and telling it eloquently."

Although it was already late at night, the number of people who could watch the live broadcast remained at about [-] million, and this did not include viewers watching on TV.

【I want to climb step by step
Waiting for the sun to quietly look at its face

Little days have big dreams
Wrapped in a heavy shell, gently looking up]

The singing is still going on, and the MV snail on the screen is crawling step by step as the lyrics say, from day to night, from spring to summer.

The sun is scorching hot in summer, and the sound of cicadas is heard one after another in the fields.

This time the snail climbed onto a muddy country road, as if it was looking for something. Looking at the country road full of muddy puddles, the snail frowned, and finally made a raincoat out of leaves.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the snail has been climbing, and finally it found the target.

A telegraph pole!

【I want to climb step by step
Fly forward on a blade at the highest point
Let the wind dry the tears and sweat
One day I will have my own day]

The singing gradually disappeared, and the snail finally climbed to the top of the telephone pole. When the camera turned, the animation became a reality, showing the audience the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.

Winding and beautiful mountains, majestic glaciers, and endless oceans
"Fuck, the seamless connection between animation and reality is too smooth, smoother than the chocolate I eat!"

"This is too beautiful. If you have time, you must travel and take a good look at our great rivers and mountains in China!"

"The meaning that Jiang Yan wants to express in this song is easy to understand. No matter what kind of predicament you encounter, just climb up step by step like a snail. Although the speed is not fast, as long as you don't give up, you will reach the top. In the end, the aerial photography is very good Heshan is really shocking!"

The audience in the live broadcast room were commenting, and the audience applauded one after another, and many of them shouted Jiang Yan's name in unison.

The song "Snail" has no treble and no showy skills, and the more unpretentious it is, the more touching it is.

The midnight bell was about to strike, Jiang Yan briefly chatted with the host, and then all the Beifeng entertainment artists who participated in the Spring Festival Gala came to the stage, and under the leadership of Jiang Yan, they sang "Unforgettable Spring Night" to draw a perfect end to this year's Spring Festival Gala.

Gorgeous fireworks appeared at the Spring Festival Gala, the live broadcast ended, and the live TV broadcast also became a recorded broadcast.

call--

"It's over."

Jiang Luoli heaved a sigh of relief, so many days of preparations were just for tonight, but luckily the ending was good and she was very satisfied.

"Jiang Yan, let's go, the celebration banquet will start soon." Zhang Hongyuan invited.

Every year at the end of the Spring Festival Gala, Huaxia TV will hold a celebration banquet, and this year is no exception.

Jiang Yan politely refused, after all, his parents were still at home waiting for him and Jiang Luoli to go back.

Artists who participated in the Spring Festival Gala had families in Yanjing and chose to go back, while those whose families were out of town went to the celebration banquet.

The road on the way home is congested. Although it is twelve o'clock, there are still a lot of vehicles and passers-by on the street. Colorful fireworks appear in the sky from time to time. Some people take pictures, some kiss and take pictures under the fireworks, and some people watch others kiss and take pictures alone .

At one o'clock, Jiang Yan and Jiang Luoli returned home.

The lights in the living room were on, and Jiang Yan looked at the array of delicacies on the table.

Braised elbow, sweet and sour pork ribs, pigeon soup, stir-fried pork, stir-fried shredded potatoes.
"Mom, do I have to get up early tomorrow on New Year's Day?" Jiang Luoli asked.

"Of course, get up early to eat dumplings, and go to bed after eating."

Mother Jiang said.

"But it's past one o'clock now." Jiang Luoli looked at the clock on the wall.

Mother Jiang is a very traditional person. Jiang Luoli remembers clearly that at five or six o'clock on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Mother Jiang would open the door of the room, and the roar of the east lion woke her up from a dream.

"Mom, I want to sleep late~" Jiang Luoli said coquettishly.

"No."

Mother Jiang refused decisively.

"Go to bed after eating the dumplings. Look at Yan Yan, and Yi Ran. In what year is it not that you, Uncle Xuan, came to visit our house? He got up early." Mother Jiang took out the red envelope from her pocket, and put the red envelopes on the table. Money stuffed into red envelopes.

According to the customs of Jiang’s mother’s family, married juniors do not give red envelopes. Most adult juniors have red envelopes of five or ten yuan, and young children have red envelopes of one hundred to two hundred.

"Jiang Yan probably sleeps in too."

Jiang Luoli said.

"I won't." Jiang Yan said quickly, to prevent the old lady from dragging herself into the water.

"Can you get up after three or four hours of sleep?"

Jiang Luoli expressed disbelief.

"Is there a possibility that I'm not going to sleep anymore, and I'll sleep after eating the dumplings." Jiang Yan burped and put down his chopsticks, ready to rest before eating.

Jiang Luoli: "."

(End of this chapter)